Lingyu didn't want to kill more, not to mention that there was nothing wrong with this group of people, they just had different positions.

So she only defended and didn't attack when she held the sword, and gradually fell into the wind, and when a knife was about to fall on her shoulder, it seemed to be shaken open by an invisible force and fell to the ground.

Lingyu was blocking in front of him, and countless swords, guns, and sword rain did not notice.

The man on the roof watched Lingyu gradually surrounded, his face became more and more ugly, and Xuanyin immediately blessed his heart, and jumped down from the roof to Wu Zhu's side.

They used stealth techniques, and ordinary people couldn't see them.

Lingyu gradually felt that her physical strength was exhausted, and the pain in her abdomen was unbearable, and she realized that her body was now like a dilapidated leaky pot, full of injuries, no wonder she had been unable to gather qi these days.

However, although Dye Qing signed a spiritual contract with her, one party will die, and the other party will be severely injured, but it stands to reason that so much time has passed now, and she has also woken up from a coma, which means that she has escaped this catastrophe, why is it still ......

Her thoughts were a little confused, and an invisible force restrained her limbs, making her unable to move, and she could only watch as the group of people pressed her to the ground.

This power can never be mortal.

Lingyu was still wondering, but when she raised her eyes and saw the black shadow behind Wu Zhu, she understood everything.

Sure enough, the village has been controlled by a force that does not belong to the human world.

The Yuehua Sword rolled to the ground, emitting a piercing roar, as if it was afraid of something, and it seemed that all its strength was taken away in an instant.

Lingyu felt that everything was not normal, and she tried her best.

But all this came to naught when I saw that those people's knives were still going to fall on Xiao Fuzi's head.

"No, don't ......"

With tears in her eyes, Xiaofuzi opened her mouth to say something to her, but she never made a sound.

The sword is merciless.

Lingyu thought that as long as she dissociated herself from them, she would not let them be implicated too much, but warm blood splashed on her face, and a sphere rolled in front of her.

Everything in the world seemed to stop destroying at this moment, and there was only a piercing sound in her ears and only darkness in front of her.

She forgot that from the moment she made her choice, she had no regrets.

She forgot that there was no way back from this road, but she was always lucky.

Blood stained the land, but the group was still numb and drove her forward.

But her footsteps could no longer move for half a minute.

"You brutes!"

"Remember, you killed them, and if you still run, more of them will be buried for you." The young man's cold voice spread from the night, and every word stabbed her heart like a knife.

Lingyu hated herself for being cowardly and incompetent.

She would rather lie on the ground herself.

Tears blurred her eyes, and she was fiddled with like a doll, as if she had lost her original vitality all of a sudden.

If it's an ordeal, why don't it just befall her, but make it more difficult for those around her?

Is it just so that she can see through her cowardice, incompetence?

She hated her now.

A person was holding a red dress in front of her, and the dazzling red made her powerless, and she knocked over the things in front of her, but was coldly warned by the man.

If he had run before, when he saw that man, Lingyu knew that it would be difficult for him to leave.

Even if she lost her spiritual power, Lingyu could feel the strong coercion emanating from him, which was a message that was deliberately released to her, warning her.

Especially the saber on him.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get a tiger?

Lingyu was 'invited' into the red sedan chair by a group of people in white shirts, and if she looked closely, this battle was not the same as the people they saw that night.

It's just that I didn't expect that in the end, I would become a person in the sedan chair.

As soon as the ugly time arrived, with the sound of a gong, the sedan chair set off slowly, at first she thought it was nothing, but the road became more and more familiar, it was the forest they came out of that day.

It seems that she and the people she met that day are all in the same place.

There was a strange fragrance from her nose, and Lingyu felt that her mind was gradually becoming dull, and she was becoming more and more dull to her surroundings, and she tried to keep herself awake, but in the end, she fell down in front of her.

Lingyu was woken up by a pungent smell of blood, and when she opened her eyes, she saw several people who looked like skeletons lying crookedly in front of her, their long hair covering their entire faces like withered hair, each of them uncovered, and the thin ribs on their bodies were clearly visible.

If it weren't for the fact that they still had undulating chests, Lingyu would have thought that he was lying with a pile of corpses, and Lingyu had to work hard to get up from the ground, and it seemed that the effect of the cartilage powder they had used for themselves had not yet passed.

I wanted to grab the nearest one and ask what the situation was, but when she saw that the man's thin face was only wrapped in skin, Lingyu gave up.

They are running out of breathing now, what can they say to her?

The dim lights illuminated the cave extraordinarily oppressively.

In the depths of the cave, there was a faint blue flame dancing.

Lingyu sat on the ground, waiting for the effect of the medicine to dissipate, and was about to get up to check inside, but bumped into the person next to him, and the person's body was like a dead thing, falling to the ground lightly, and Lingyu wanted to help but it was too late.

A peace knot fell from her body, and Lingyu vaguely felt a little familiar. She thought of the young man, and his eyes that were always shining.

Her hands trembled a little, and she wanted to take out the peace knot from the cuff, but found that it was already empty, and she had accidentally fallen off her own clothes...... It's like turning around at the time......

It's gone.

She lifted the man up from the ground, and was surprised to see her empty eyes move, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, and those eyes looked at her desperately, making her feel suffocated for no reason.

It was as if she was begging herself to kill her.

But Lingyu can't do it, she doesn't know that it's better to die than to live like this, but there is still life now.

As long as you live, there is hope.

It's just that this hope always has to go through a lot of suffering.

Lingyu adjusted her body and slowly moved towards the inside of the cave, there was a light in the cave for ten steps, not too bright, but it could make people see the surrounding environment clearly.

There were many strange stones, full of potholes and fine stones, the firelight was getting closer and closer, and Lingyu vaguely saw a man's back reflected in the blue firelight.

He had his back to Lingyu, and above his head there was a woman struggling painfully in the firelight, starting from a young girl and slowly getting old.

Lingyu realized that this person was sucking people's essence, collecting yin and replenishing yang, and he didn't think much about it, picking up a stone from the ground was about to interrupt his kung fu operation.

As soon as the stone passed, her body was pulled in front of the man with a strong force.

"Can't wait? Let's come along, haha. The man smiled evilly, his heart wide open, leaking out the sinew that had been corroded by the blue fire.

"It's you." After seeing the face clearly, Lingyu only felt a chill.

Isn't this the wizard of the day?

Why did he go to such great lengths to take advantage of a group of ignorant mortals?

There are too many mysteries to solve, and the man doesn't seem to be poked at all, reaching out to clamp Lingyu's chin, his eyes can't stop rolling on Lingyu.

"It's really a good skin, it's just a pity......" When his eyes fell on Lingyu's arm, he felt a little regretful.

"What a pity?" His desire to speak stopped again, making Lingyu feel that something was wrong.

"Why do you ask so many questions about those who are about to die?" As he spoke, he pushed Lingyu away, and an invisible force restrained Lingyu, pulling her body into the air.

Countless fine threads of silk grew around her, like a thirsty snake, ready to pass through her veins and suck her spiritual power.

Lingyu wanted to try to summon spiritual power, but the dantian had long been in deficit, and the injuries on her body had not healed.

Just when Lingyu thought that it would be impossible to escape today, the Qiankun bag on his waist suddenly moved.

A sword leaped out of her Qiankun bag, cutting through the fine silk threads that surrounded her, and the power around her was out of control, and her body fell rapidly because of the lack of spiritual power.

Then, she fell into a familiar embrace.

The man seemed a little shocked when he saw Sanskrit, but strangely he didn't resist, and when he was about to say something, the Yuehua Sword had already reached his throat.

"Wait!" Before Lingyu could delve into how Sanskrit suddenly appeared here, Lingyu hurriedly grabbed his hand and stopped him from killing the person in front of him.

"You, you're really trying to kill me?" The man hurriedly retreated and looked at Fanyin in disbelief, Fanyin frowned, but still looked down at Lingyu patiently, as if asking her why she wanted to stop it.

Lingyu walked up to the man, but laughed madly when she saw the man lose his mind.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would also become an outcast one day." His eyes fell on Lingyu, which was filled with too much disappointment and anger, but there was no fear of death, as if he thought of something, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Do you want to know why your injuries are so bad? Because your body has been sucked dry a long time ago, hahaha......"

Lingyu frowned: "What do you mean by that?" "She wanted to ask about the village, who knows about this person......

The man was about to speak, but Fanyin's sword had already fallen on his neck, and blood gushed out, but he couldn't say a word.

Lingyu frowned and looked at the person in front of him angrily: "Why don't you wait for him to finish speaking!" ”

"He's already under the devil, and he just bought himself time again." Blood splattered on his jade-colored face, but there was no trace of joy or sorrow on it.

For the first time, Lingyu felt that he was so unpredictable.

But the person is already dead, it is useless to say more, Lingyu walked to the entrance of the cave with a cold face, looked at the seven or eight people on the ground, and was about to help him up, but saw that Fanyin's sword had fallen on one of them.